There are some mysterious poems. Can you guess what they are singing?

First, because I was born in a wealthy family, I often go in and out to enjoy the splendor. Long live and spread an imperial edict to explore flowers for my children and grandchildren.

(Bees, "flower detection" here means touching and approaching. So it is a bee)

The second is to wear a hibiscus flower on your head, and you don't need scissors to cut your uniform. Although it is difficult to compare with heroes, it is very popular.

Rooster, "hibiscus" is the crown. )

Three autumn leaves can blossom in February. When crossing the river, you will get into the bamboo pole.

The wind is the original poem, needless to say. )

This kind of flower has never been planted since ancient times, and it will bloom every winter. Strangely, it has no roots and leaves, and the spring breeze blows back to the sky.

Snow, can't you guess? )